More Than I Can Chew

Working with a bunch of women can be very hard sometimes. That is currently the situation I'm in. I love my coworkers, mostly women, but sometimes they tend to get a bit "fussy" "irritable" for a lack of a better term.

They all get along well for the most part. Actually they all do but it's during days like these where we are put through a lot of stress, that they tend to get on each other's nerves and snap at one another. I just happen to be stuck in the middle of it and I try to tune it out by listening to the radio, but they are just too much for me right now. There are only three guys in my team of about 20. One is an older man who can't hear very well so he doesn't get bothered by it. You have to scream at him to get his attention most of the time. The other guy is very laid back and always keeps his cool.

Then there's me. I am good most of the time as far as emotionally stable in the workplace. I have my problems and issues here and there occassionally for I always seem to keep it cool when I'm here. The rest of the time I have to take some little pills to help me keep the edge off.

It's just that recently the newspaper business is not doing so well. The economy is down and sales and revenue are down so that eventually leads to lay-offs and that's the problem right now. We've been aware of this for about a month but have been stuck in limbo since then. All the signs point to no but we know it's coming and everyone is stressed about it. As you may have heard already, The Los Angeles Times will be letting as many as 150 people go because they are trying to make cut backs and turn the ship around. I get that's the feeling around here too and although I don't want it too, change is inevitable.

I've been applying here and there within the company and eventually I hope to get placed somewhere but that will mean that I'll go upstairs with all the snotty people. It's vicious up there and the attitude just runs rampant. I have a feeling that we, the displaced, will be their little bitches for a while because although we will be the same, they don't know how to do our work. It's complicated.

Anyhow, I am feeling a little bit better now that I am venting all of this out. It's frustrating and I just want to go home. It's all about taking it one thing at a time. I just have to remember that and practice it.

Don't bite off anymore than you can chew.